Todd and I attended our third and final end-of-school-year picnic today. For some reason, the third graders had their "picnic" two hours after they typically go to lunch, so they didn't actually eat anything. Is it still a picnic if there's no food?
Basically, we showed up to give Daniel a big hug, watch him play tennis . . .
. . . and cheer him on when he sank a basket. It was a nice way to spend an afternoon, even if there was no pizza involved.
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